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Name: Bumu
Nicknames Gained: Bump
Age: he lost count, but the elders beleive him to be in his about 100 years old in human terms
Gender: Male
Species: Fragonborn half dragon half human...
Height: 7 feetl tall
Weight: 400 lbs
Marital Status: Single
Attitude: Kind hearted because he is simple minded, he only has 2 options either your his friend or his enemy he doesn't understand anything beyond those 2 terms. When his head is itchy instead of scrathing it he smashes rocks on it since the elders beleive his head wasn't put on right. In addition Bumu likes to be seen as a Hero when he saves the day but doesn't understand the meaning of currency.
Elements: none
Weapons 2 bonemold/steel alloy battle Axes, bonemold/steel alloy Zweihander
Occupation: Warrior
Abilities/Powers: Crushing head butt: Bumu smashes his head against the target causing a d20 to be rolled on both sides.
1-2 Bumu is knocked unconscious
3-6 Bumu sustains minor headache
7-11 bumu is disoriented for 1 post
12-20 nothing happens

Oppenent
1-2 You may chose to die or have such a sever cuncousion that you have amnesia
3-5 knocked unconscious
6-10 mild head ache
11-15 disorriented for 1 post
15-18 knocked back
19-20 nothing happens

Great cleave: Bumu swings his Zweihander in a circle to strike all enemies in his swords range - opponents with high dexterity may choose to dodge, those with a sheild may choose to block but will be knocked back unless strength is augmented.

Frie breathing Bumu: Bumu breathes fire like a dragon

Bio: Bumu was the concoction of a female dragon posing as a human and courting an attractive human male to her. When Bumu was born the monstrosity he looked upon was not anything that he beleived should be allowed to live. Thus he attempted to kill Bumu, but his mothers love for her child was unwavering and she sheilded him from the blow lighting her lover on fire but dying from the wound.
Bumu was taken back to the dragons by mere-fate they beleive but immediately they noticed something was not right with Bumu. When he was 5 in human terms he began to learn the art of war, learning how to use weapons. It seemed to be the only thing that came to him naturally, he barely learned to speak by the times he was in his 50's again in human terms. Although his speech is limited to the dragon language and a small amount of the human languange he learned how to devipher friend from foe. His training was done by an adamantine Dragon whose clan is known for being the first to charge into a battle and to succeed even if the odds are against them.
Bumu learned a multitude of weapons from his mentors but kept to the 2 that he liked he hated sheilds, but enjoyed large 2 handed weapons and using 2 weapons at once, although for Bumu a 1 handed weapon would generally be a 2 handed weapon for any normal being.
Upon Bumu's graduation from being a Dragonling he was deemed to be a simple minded machine of war by the elders and was told to go where ever he could reach and help any in need of his strength.
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Extra Information:Meatloaf - Bat out of hell

Name:Cleopatra
Nicknames Gained: Cleo
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Species: Shifter
Height: 5'6''
Weight: 120
Marital Status: Single
Attitude:Cleo is arrogant and sarcastic, she enjoys laughing at her own jokes. She believes she's very attractive and she enjoys exploring that sexuality with men and females. She enjoys relaxing and drinking milkshakes and she'll pout if she can't have one.
Elements: She is unable to use magic, it is a rare blessing if a shifter can.
Weapons Cleo doesn't need human weapons. Shifters are born with weapons that help them survive. She has her claws and fangs if anyone disagrees with her.
Occupation: Cleo will patrol and guard the territory of her shifter clan. She will silently kill an enemy if she is able but if she is overpowered she will turn tail and run to get more help.
Abilities/Powers: Cleo is able to shift at any time but because she is so young her shifting abilities are limited. She is only capable of changing into one form and that is a panther. Panthers have powerful jaws and muscles as well as camouflage for nocturnal attacks. She will pounce on her prey and clamp her jaws down on the back of it's neck until it dies.
Bio: Cleo isn't a ruffian or a criminal by any means. She was living in a decent sized clan and was enjoying life. Perhaps she enjoyed it a bit too much. Many for miles around admired her beauty and she took advantage of that on many occasions. She slept with men and women, sometimes several a night. She could be described as a slut but she prefers to think of herself in a more flattering light. Maybe she just has a problem, she can't help it if she's addicted to something that feels pleasurable. She slept with the leader of her clan and was chased out by his wife.
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Panther

Name: Kari Arilei
Nicknames Gained: None.
Age: Appears 18
Gender: Female
Species: Pure Blooded Lycan
Height: 5' 7"
Weight:138
Marital Status: Single
Attitude: Kari is extremely stubborn. She appears calm most of the time and is always up for a challenge. She cares deeply for people she considers friends but almost never lets it show.
Elements: Fire, water, earth, wind.
Weapons None, she feels no need for them and tends to think of Lycans who use them as weak.
Occupation: Currently none.
Abilities/Powers: Kari has the heightened senses common to all Lycans. She can control when she changes and how long the change takes. She learned some elemental magic growing up but hardly practiced after leaving the pack so she can't do much with it.
Bio: Kari has been around for longer than she cares to admit. She was found and raised by a small pack of Lycanthropes at a young age, she can't remember much from before then. They taught her many things; how to control her changes, hunt, track, etc. However, she never felt at home with them. Where this feeling came from she has no idea since they were all like family to her. This feeling got stronger as she grew older and once she felt capable enough to be on her own she left. Kari has been on her own for quite a few years now. She has spent the majority of this time searching for where she belongs and for clues about who her parents are. She found out about the Crimson Underground from a Half Blood she met while hunting and came here hoping to find the home that she has been searching for.
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Extra Information: A crescent shaped sapphire hangs from a leather cord around her neck, the only thing left of her life before the pack. She has no idea who gave it to her.

Name: Currently goes by Brise
Nicknames Gained: Brise {French for breeze} Brezza {Italian for breeze}
Age: She can't remember, but looks in her late teens
Gender: Female
Species: Fallen/Risen Angel {explain in bio}
Height: 5'7"
Weight: n/a
Marital Status: single
Attitude: Has a bad tendency to daydream when not doing much, otherwise, aloof or blank around people she doesn't know
Elements: Wind and Essence
Weapons Atlantean Sword of War (aka Maverik)

Occupation: she just wanders around
Abilities/Powers: She can use the wind to gather info, and can read the essence of just about anything.
Bio: Brise only knew her parents for a short time before they both left her on her own. Her father's a Fallen Angel searching to create an heir. Her mother a Risen Angel wanting to know what humans felt when they fell in love. She was considered a mistake, so they left her hoping she would die.
Instead, Brise was found by a elf and raised among them for a time, then went on her way.
She found a vampire when she was still quite young, and helped him back into health, for he had been wounded.
She thought she might have found someone she could love and be with, but it wasn't meant to be. A Hunter came and killed him while she was away gathering food for their coming journey. Heartbroken, she stayed where she had last seen him for days, weeping for her loss.
Finally tired from crying, she left that spot, never to return again to that place she had once known happiness in.
She has travel for ages upon ages, having only the clothes on her back and her sword. Maverik became her only companion for many centuries, through her highs and lows. Her appearance changes slightly so that she can fit in with everyone she coming in contact with. The charms on her necklace allow her to do this. Most of her appearances are from living with one group or another until she went out and stayed on her own.
Appearance: Brise {true form}
{everyday look}
Extra Information:Maverik has a deep, masculine voice, and can change forms at will. His main form is the Weapon, his true form is a tall, dark, muscular man with black tribal markings covering most of his body. The form he usually takes around Brise is a twenty-something man with long black hair and still quite muscular, though very slight compare to his true form.
Brise lets Maverik do most of the talking, content just to stand and listen and read the person's essence.
Maverik talking
Brise talking



Name: Maverik
Age: only slightly younger than time on this plane
Gender: Male
Species: says Atlantean Sword of War, but really a spirit trapped between planes
Height: 6'7"
Weight: true form: 357 usual: 200 Weapon: 27
Marital Status: Single
Attitude: Very old world, so he acts very mild mannered. Though he does have a violent streak when pushed over the edge.
Elements: Wind Aura
Occupation: Weapon
Abilities/Powers: Can change his form, having three main forms, but also a couple other just in case he has no choice but to use them.
Bio: Maverik has changes his name over the ages, but took a liking to his current name while in Egypt during the reign of the last male pharaoh. He considers Brise his daughter, and will do anything to see her safe and happy. Though that hasn't happened in quite some time. He usually stays in his Weapon form so that he can protect Brise better. In his other forms, he has to grab a weapon and most opponents aren't too keen on offering one up.
Appearance: Maverik true form
both usual forms just disregard the armor, and his eyes are suppose to be jet black

Name:Hikaru Shinrin
Nicknames Gained: ███
Age: 17 *June 1st*
Gender: Female
Species: Elf
Height: 4"2
Weight :78LBs
Marital Status: Single, Bisexual ♀♂
Attitude: Meek and shy most of the time, friendly but if you tick her off you're in to be hit.
Elements: Water
Weapons: Bow and arrow, Bow is light and small black in color, arrows are silver with blue and white feathers
Occupation: Person.
Abilities/Powers: If she chooses to do so, she can make it so that someone who is mental to become sane and someone who has a fatal sicknesses to stay alive for a period of time*
Bio: As a kid, she grew up with her father after her mother abandoned her. She will tell you the rest if you ask.
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Extra Information: Gets VERY frustrated sometimes and a actual blue ╬ appears over to the left of her head. She loves water when it's clear, dislikes when it's moldy. Loves to write and draw, and doesn't get cold. Always wears a Yukata, though she never wears the shoes instead simple American sandals that are either black or white.

Name:Lilita
Age: 26 Haim Years
Gender: Female
Species: Silvarian
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 lbs
Marital Status: Unbound
Attitude: Having been raised in seclusion by a race of people who took pride in the innocence of children, Lilita remains naive in nature despite more recent exposure to a harsh lifestyle.
She is respectful of nature and, as such, remains comfortable with her body unrestricted as the creatures of the forest. Though she is aware of the social significance of clothing, she must be strongly encouraged to dress.
Her reactions are simple. For example, whilst under attack, she defends herself without hesitation, her instincts of self-preservation stronger than her inclination to feel pity.
Weapons: She is capable of manipulating silverwood into an almost inexhaustible supply of tools and weapons.
Occupation: Sky pirate, personal assistant to Sky Pirate Lord Ersatz Forsworn
Abilities/Powers: Affinity with prana, silverwood inlay beneath the skin draws excess energy from surroundings, ability to handle silverwood, ability to heal through drawing energy from lithos, ability to direct energy from lithos through silverwood, ability to direct energy from lithos into a direct attack by way of energy burst
Bio: Hidden within a mighty forest, there is a small village which houses a tribe of simple, peaceful Silvarian people. In this place of safety, a child was born. Her mother passed on whilst bringing her into the world, whispering only a name. Lilita. The tribe believed those born of death were gifted with an abundance of life. Thus, she was taken from birth to someday become legend weaver. She was well cared for and, as she aged, assisted in the care of the elders. Hers was a position of privilege, removed from the remainder of the village, sheltered from the elements, exposed only to the elders' teachings. The tribe's legend weaver taught her of the Haim, so that she may share tales of the Silvarians' fabled ancestors. What was known of the Haim's lost language was confided to Lilita. She was taught her age in Haim years.
One of the elders' prized possessions was a Silvarian firefox, its care Lilita's duty. On the day of its rebirth, Lilita watched enraptured as the creature burst into glorious flame. From the ashes, a firefox runt ran from the village and deep into the woods. Though she spent no time amongst her own people, let alone seen the outside world, she chased after her beloved pet and found him at the feet of a man. He was similar to her people in appearance, and yet from their difference she knew this man could only be Haim. At the ripe tender age of 14 Haim years, she decided to abandon her village and follow him into mysteries beyond.
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Extra Information: The mineral aphesis is capable of bringing death to the Silvarian people, much like silverwood brings death to others.

Name: Dakota Apeixae
Nicknames Gained: The girl
Age: Pressumed around 19
Gender: Female
Species: Shapeshifter
Height: 5"1
Weight:
Marital Status: Single
Attitude: Dakota is a playful, fun-loving character with a simple goal: strive to be a complete menace and enjoy doing so.
Elements: None
Weapons: A pair of daggers and a PM63
Occupation: Freelance troublemaker
Abilities/Powers: She has so far discovered that she is able to change her hight and facial appearance.
Bio: Dakota is the decendant of a long-dead woman who was very much in love with her husband, the father of Dakota who abandoned his family and left them to the mercy of the world around them. Dakota was soon left to her self when her mother passed away as well and so that was when all the trouble began. She was cast out of the village she was living in due to the simple fact that she was stealing, lying and cheating the villagers out of their wealth, fortune and food. Using her shiftshaping ablities she had discovered had helped her to accomplish this. Her weapons are for self-defence only and are either used to threaten or a final option.
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Extra Information: The Underground has been a recent change of scenery for Dakota and she hardly knows anything about the place.